You know you're pregnant when...
Ok, I know that at some point in time, people who I do not want to hear/read how foul my mouth/keyboard really is, will. It is inevitable. So I apologize for the following although I whole-heartedly mean it:
Fuck subrogation. In the ass. Hard.
I just finished reading about a new development in a story I have followed for the last few days. I have been crying my eyes out with joy. I want to make love to Wal-Mart right at this very moment.
They finally got it right. Too bad it took some major backlash to do it, but I even believe my dear friend Shauna will think about smiling in Wal-Mart's direction for this move. Note: I said think about. She doesn't smile.
This pregnant crying crap has got to stop. I hate behaving like such a sissy girl. Hmmmm... I must be having a girl since this did not happen the first time around.
Fuck subrogation. In the ass. Hard.
I just finished reading about a new development in a story I have followed for the last few days. I have been crying my eyes out with joy. I want to make love to Wal-Mart right at this very moment.
They finally got it right. Too bad it took some major backlash to do it, but I even believe my dear friend Shauna will think about smiling in Wal-Mart's direction for this move. Note: I said think about. She doesn't smile.
This pregnant crying crap has got to stop. I hate behaving like such a sissy girl. Hmmmm... I must be having a girl since this did not happen the first time around.
Labels: Shauna, subrogation, Wal-Mart
posted by Lucy Lime @ 8:43 PM
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